It is wicked hot today, so I don't feel bad at all about spending the day in my room. Plus, this last week has been so emotionally and therefore physically draining that I really think I need the rest. My schedule here is really not that stressful, I start class and 9:30 every day and go straight until 2:30. Then, I have the rest of the day to wander around, hang out with friends and spend the evening my host family and staying in contact with friends via Skype and Facebook. Last but not least I finally get around to doing my homework right before I go to bed... However, throw in a personal challenge to this lovely balanced lifestyle and everything goes to pieces, as I discovered this week. Focusing on Spanish grammar for 4 hours seems trivial, sleep is less restful, time with friends is talking about how crappy I feel, and I don't think it's worth explaining my situation to my host family because it won't make me feel better. 

After a few days of some pretty intense thinking and perhaps a little but of over analyzing, I am spent. But, in the process I think that I have gotten a bit better at seeing things from a completely different perspective, in this case one where I end up a little hurt as a result. Not sure if that makes sense, but I really don't feel like stating things out any clearer. All I can say is that without talking to both of my parents about my situation, I don't think I would have realized that I was being selfish. As a result, right now I feel humbled by my lack of perspective before yet confident in my ability to deal with challenges, a little restless to go back to Valdivia, and still a little hurt...I can't quite let that part go yet and I'm not trying to suppress it either. Throughout this whole experience I can come away with the knowledge that there are a lot of people in my life that care for me and that comforts me a lot. Um yes, so that was my week. Confusing, eye opening, painful, but ultimately a valuable experience.